Dragoncrest Cliffs run, river, run to the sea

ty for starting!

she'd gotten what she wanted: she's joining the scouting trip. it makes her partly nervous to leave drageda's borders - what if, in her absence, another tragedy befalls them? but the thought of sitting at home and waiting while nomi is out there looking for mother makes her stomach twist even more. not to mention eljay's going and she feels protective of her sweet cousin, ever since she figured out his soft scared act wasn't really an act. 

blix had hoped her conversation with artaax would help bring her some closure to these rolling feelings inside her, but it hadn't, not really. she feels, sometimes, small and ugly, unable to stop herself from feeling mean, still so angry in her sorrow about her mother. she hates it but she doesn't know how to go back, if she even can. on top of that, her time with atajar has left her feeling confused about the precise nature of her loyalties - drageda versus nomi-only.

all this to say, she is primed and ready when tirgatao finds her in the woods for some venting. the ginger had spotted the shouna's approach but had not spoken yet, curious what she was up to. the answer is looking for her, apparently. "sha," blix replies, stepping lightly into view with a wag of her tail. "is everything okay?" she asks with a slight frown- she doesn't know tirgatao very well, but knows she's close with nomi, and she hopes tirgatao isn't here to deliver some terrible news.